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You going to be okay?he asked her through thought.
She arched back, desperately searching her alpha’s gaze and praying he could help her.He should come home with us after what we went through.
He frowned.I know.
Will you tell him he needs to come back?
I will,he said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear,but I’m not sure it will do any good.
Then tell Johnson.Her chest swelled with resentment that they would have to go to Luc’s superiors just to get him some time off. Luc should’ve been demanding time with his pack.
He kissed her forehead.I will, sweetheart.
Releasing a sigh, she rested her head against his shoulder. Thank you.
He rubbed her back again.Are you tired?
She cupped his face, looking deeply into his dark eyes that flashed with gold flecks.Not too tired for you.
His wolfish grin turned her spine to jelly and made her pussy swell with anticipation. When he rolled her over, she welcomed him with open arms and spread legs. He was so tender with her, so patient, gently stroking her sex until she was writhing beneath him, begging him to fill her.
By the time he slid inside her, she was as slick as an oil spill. He made love to her gently, slowly tunneling into her with shallow thrusts until she thought she’d go mad from the torture. She lifted her hips higher, meeting his thrusts with her own, his name coming out on a hiss as she pleaded for him to pound her harder.
He silenced her with a kiss, swallowing her pleas while he continued his torturous assault. By the time he took her to that pinnacle, she was a writhing, slippery mess, but she didn’t care as she soared over the crest with his name on her lips. Only then did he pump into her harder and faster, their bodies slapping together as they growled and hissed like two wild animals. He fucked her into another orgasm before he let out a roar and stilled, his cockhead twitching deep inside her.
They were both covered in a sheen of sweat by the time he rolled off and pulled her on top of him. Drasko and Rone joined them, and the three of them loved her again. She sucked each of them, their monster cocks filling her mouth while they took turns plowing into her from behind. She lost count of her orgasms by the time exhaustion claimed them and they finally fell onto the blankets.
Even though she felt like she could sleep for the next two days, troubling thoughts kept her awake. Luc had made love to her and just left. He’d almost lost her to Russian spies, and he’d still prioritized the Army over her. That was her last thought before she finally surrendered to exhaustion and closed her eyes.
* * *
Nestled among coarseblankets, Amara sat between Hakon and Luc on their makeshift bed on the floor. He’d finally returned after spending most of the night away. He’d said they’d been coordinating the retrieval of the two deceased pilots, which made her feel ten shades of selfish for resenting his absence.
Twin lamps flanked them, casting an eerie glow across the billowing, white walls. It was still dark outside, even though she suspected it was already morning. Despite the whistling wind outside, Amara was warm from the heat radiating off her mates. Rone and Drasko sat across from them while they ate bland MREs. The Tabasco sauce made the food a little more bearable, but not by much. It was then she realized how spoiled she’d become over the past three years. Once upon a time, she would’ve been grateful to eat anything other than instant noodles.
“I miss Rone’s moose burgers,” Drasko blurted as he balled up his empty plastic food tray.
Rone burped into his fist, then made a face. “I’ll make you a big moose burger when we get home,” he said to his brother.
“And homemade fries and a milkshake,” Amara added, placing a protective hand across her belly. “For the baby.”
Her mates laughed.
“A warm pan of brownies,” Hakon added, patting his belly. “No baby.” He winked at Amara. “But I’m trying to maintain a dad bod.”
Amara pinched his side. Hardly any fat, though it didn’t matter if he grew a giant beer gut. She’d love him anyway.
Luc rubbed his hands together, licking his lips. “Topped with ice cream and fudge.”
Amara frowned at her tracker mate. He’d lost at least ten pounds since she’d last seen him. “A double brownie sundae for you,” she said, nudging his knee. “We need to fatten you up.”
After they finished their food, they laid back down, hoping to catch an hour or two of sleep before their flight home. Feeling more content than she’d ever felt in her life, Amara laid in Drasko’s strong embrace while Hakon pressed up behind her, gently massaging the tension from her shoulders. Luc massaged one of her feet in his lap, his deft fingers working out every kink. Rone massaged the other foot, though his hands kept wandering up her calf and dangerously close to her thigh. He had a hungry look in his eyes like he wanted to devour her whole. She thought about asking him to pleasure her with his mouth, but not until she could access a decent shower. Besides, she was exhausted, and dare she say, over the limit on orgasms.
Not since before Hrod had been born, had Amara and all four of her mates been able to spend so much alone time together. Though she missed her babies, she had to admit this was nice. Very nice.
Her mates tensed at the sound of a helicopter in the distance.
“Is that our helicopter?” Hakon asked Luc.
